A lock of her long hair falling till her lower back was continuously coming in her view.
The distant mountains seemed to be calling her name.She had now drowned in ferweh . A string of thought constantly haunting her. The sip of that creamy coffee was no more satisfying, as if all good things in life had left her side.
Living this way seemed so vile. Deep down she could recall some lines she had once read that there are some things we have to deal with alone . Some things no matter who is involved ; it is really our own problem to go through . Everyone else has to live this way ,no matter what. ultimately, as people we have to fill our emptiness on our own.
Departing with the old memories was not easy, but her wings were on fire that dawn. Her soul wanted a bite of the steak of freedom. The decision had been made by the voices inside her.
When the sun kissed the hills far away in the panorama , the gentle words of the song from her headphone caressed her . The long locks were no longer there to hustle in the breeze. The small chopped hair gave her the contentment of not being judged for her appearance and beauty as a squeam . Even though the sturdy girl was ready to go till the world's end following her chimera , the life seemed just as short as her recently trimmed hair from the dinky window of that bus.